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AsleepLandscapes are dull. Voices slowly fade.Pictures vanish into this undefined present. I look for the fuse. The one that will melt. I try to hear. I try to see. But the answers shy away Spirits are getting lost in their own wanderings. Fury became hatred. Silence has come. I have no hope. I have no wish. But I want to believe. I try to hear. I try to see. But the answers shy away. |